Faraam_Knight

12,000 years ago, the First Men came from the Eastern continent to Westeros, and their beliefs sparked a war with the native Children of the Forest. An oath was made between the two sides: the forests would remain the possession of the Children of the Forest, and the rest of Westeros would belong to the ancestors. 6,000 years ago, the Andals invaded Westeros from the Eastern continent, conquering the southern lands. 300 years ago, the Valyrians, led by the conqueror Aegon Targaryen from the Eastern continent, began the conquest of Westeros. Now, the Supreme Khal, Conqueror of the Eastern Continent –:Möngke, leads the Dothraki across the Narrow Sea, seeking permission to declare himself King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of all the lands. I am not a writer, just a translator

After crossing into another world with a construction system, I discovered that I had transmigrated into the role of a five-year-old prince in a certain Western fantasy drama. In the original plot, the protagonist would later usurp his elder sister’s throne upon adulthood, sparking a civil war that engulfed the entire continent. To secure his claim to the Iron Throne, he would have to lead his army riding a dragon into battle. However, he is severely burned by a blast of dragon flame, falls from the sky, and nearly dies. In less than three years, due to his tyranny and incompetence, he is poisoned by his close ministers and ends his pathetic life. After binge-watching the entire series, I thought: “…” Ah Zhe, do I really have to sit in this broken chair? This time, I would rather focus on construction than fight for the throne! So after crying, making a fuss, and trying to hang myself, I successfully rode the dragon south, bought a small piece of land in Old Town, and decided to give the construction system a try from level 0. Then I discovered— In order to farm, I was forced to unlock the chemical engineering tech tree; To build a raw material supply system, I flew around on my dragon, annoying various local lords, and formed strong friendships with many nobles; To fund new projects, I reluctantly established a maritime trading fleet, introduced high-yield crops, upgraded ships and naval weaponry, and opened new trade routes; To better promote my goods, I casually set up basic education and medical systems; By the time I realized it, I had become the new king. The people praised my benevolent rule, the nobles bent the knee, and the Seven Gods Church spread my virtues. They called me: The true dragon descendant of Valyria, The incarnation of the Seven Gods on Earth, The king of the Andals, the Lorathi, and the First Men, The protector and creator of the Seven Kingdoms and all the lands, The most glorious “True Fire” commander of the naval fleet, The master of Braavos, The holder of the world’s largest bank—the Iron Vault, The one who dispelled darkness and plague, The protector of all farmers and craftsmen. I was stunned. Huh? What? You all??? I really just wanted to farm!